Showing posts with label Billy Idol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Billy Idol. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

BALD KNOB ROCKS

Third ski trip of the season was to McNamara Hut above Aspen, one I had done a couple times before, drawn by the chance of powder on the backside of Bald Knob.  Having slept outside nearby, I got an early start up to the hut, taking my time and enjoying the beautiful weather and gorgeous scenery along the way.  That last mile through the forest found me dragging, the sight of the hut a welcome relief.  However, I had forgotten the locked door's combination, needing to wait an hour outside while others in my party arrived.  I rested my weary legs while trying to sleep on the wood deck.  The last of our party arrived shortly after sunset.  Dinner, conversation and everyone was in bed by 9 PM.

Saturday after a fine breakfast found me breaking trail up to the summit of Bald Knob about a mile away.  Recent snow covered most signs of the track up the gentle mountain slope.  I found myself following what I assumed were foot prints of either a lone fox or coyote who accurately followed the trail of previous skiers where the footing would be the firmest.  It eventually veered off, leaving me to trudge through what amounted to about a foot of fresh snow.  Being psyched up for the powder run down the mountain, I made it to the summit, a large open meadow with stunning views of the tall peaks in the Elk Range behind Aspen far below, ski areas draped across the slopes below.  Others arrived shortly thereafter and we all enjoyed the smooth ride down, carving turns in the powder.  Most of the group returned to the hut, while one other and I went up for a second helping.  Then I was on my own for round three, after which I went back to the hut for a late lunch.  By 4 PM I was ready for the final run of the day, heading up one more time for a mountain sunset and a most enjoyable ride down in the evening twilight.  By the time I got back to the hut, appetizers were being served and a hearty dinner was served shortly thereafter.

Sunday found us enjoying one last meal, packing up and heading down the mountain.  The warm air temperature and sun of the previous day caused the snow at lower elevations on south facing slopes to soften, only to freeze overnight, leading to an icy run down with the beginnings of a crust atop the powder that lay in the open fields.  Although getting down was much faster, the legs tired quickly, locked in a near permanent snow plow position in an effort to maintain speed and control on the hard surface of the trail.  Listen to those metal edges scraping the ice!  Shuttling people back to their parked vehicles at the trail head parking lot farther below, we soon changed into more comfortable dry clothes and shoes, the gear loaded up and saying our farewells until the next trip, for some only a month away.

Another memorable trip skiing the pow of Bald Knob!


Wait for what's inside
Expectant eyes on the door
To the empty room

















Friday night, after everyone went to bed, I found myself on the front deck outside the hut, dancing to the music while a light snow fell from a clouded sky.  This night's show was dedicated to Johnny "Rotten" Lydon, with the Sex Pistols opening this evenings virtual concert: the discotheque at hotel Östra Stranden in Halmstad, Sweden a Friday night on July 15 1977.

Halmstadt was the first gig in Sweden on their Scandinavian tour.  Diskotek Stranden (Beach Disco) was a very small place, just the restaurant of the hotel Östra Stranden. Sold out with 125 people in the audience. The band was escorted by both uniformed and plain clothes cops. There were no advance tickets available for any of the Scandinavian 1977 gigs, as that's what the band wanted.

The gig was opened to 18 and older only, but a lot of the audience was younger and got in anyway.  While in Halmstad the band stayed at the OK Motorhotell. A minor scandal occurred when the band threw a few chairs in the pool and messed up the rooms a bit.

The photo session in Halmstad took all day because of the band's reluctance to do it. They would walk in and out of the room one by one. When they finally were all there they wouldn't stand still. According to the photographer he grabbed Sid Vicious and said: "Stand still here!". He was then bombarded with beer cans and spat at. Sid threatened him with "I will drown you in the swimming pool." 

A very good audience recording.



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Part two of Friday night was Public Image Limited, their live show in Leeds O2 Academy on December 16, 2009. This is a live recording from the 2009 PIL tour. This gig is fantastic quality and was available for collection after the show. The discs were burned while the encore was being played and you collect the main recordings after the show then you are given a code to download the encore at a time that suits you. This was a really good show, demonstrating that Johnny only gets better with time.  The experience was just as mesmerizing as the night I saw them at Coachella.

"Appearing on stage for the first time in seventeen years (this is the second of a seven night tour), Lydon's snarling, sneering presence, part Rotten, part Frankie Howard, but never less than totally committed throughout convinces that he is clearly not just in it only for the money. He may well play the pantomime villain, gargling Martell brandy from the bottle and spitting it straight back out and exchanging puerile banter with the audience. He also inhales a throat spray between songs and stalks the stage during them like a man possessed, in his ridiculously outsize checked rust shirt and spiky red hair looking every inch a caricature of his former self. Yet this music undoubtedly means everything to him. By the end of Rise (the second of three encores which he heralds by saying he is just off to have a fag, break the law and if we want him back just to let him know) he is practically out on his feet such is the energy he has expended. However, he rallies for one last hurrah, a rousing, triumphal finale of "Open Up". Burn Hollywood burn, he exhorts. This was the best gig of the year by a country life mile. It may even have been the best gig of the decade. God bless John Lydon. Let us treasure this national treasure for he has not burnt out, sold out nor has he faded away."

Read it all here:
http://www.allgigs.co.uk/view/review/4454/PiL_O2_Academy_December_2009_Live_Review.html






After a day of hard skiing, I was ready once again Saturday night to crank it up under the stars.  First up was Billy Idol, his show in Mountainview, CA on May 11, 1987, an excellent soundboard recording.

Born William Michael Albert Broad in Middlesex, England, Idol found himself as part of a group of teen punk rockers, including Siouxsie Sioux, who befriended and followed the Sex Pistols, known as "the Bromley Contingent". It wasn't long before he realized that he too could be the frontman of a punk band, and assumed the name Billy Idol shortly thereafter. After a stint playing guitar in a group called Chelsea didn't pan out, Idol put down the guitar and picked up the mic, and formed Generation X in 1976, after which he pursued a career as a solo artist in the early 1980’s. Billy Idol was one the first pop/rock artists to achieve massive success in the early '80s due to a then brand-new U.S. television network, MTV. Mixing his bad-boy good looks with an appealing blend of pop hooks, punk attitude, and a dance beats, Idol quickly rocketed to stardom, before hard living derailed his career and almost proved fatal.


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The energy level only went up a few more notches when I listened to Green Day's Awesome As Fuck, a live album by this American punk rock band, released on March 22, 2011. The album is composed of tracks recorded during Green Day's 2009–2010 21st Century Breakdown World Tour in support of their eighth studio album 21st Century Breakdown. Excellent set list of old and new material.

However, the album did receive critical reviews, having "a bit of the odor of a record-company stopgap about it."

"Much like its parent band - whose members are pushing forty but still insist on writing youth-charged anthems - Awesome As F**k screams and rages hard against the inevitability of obsolescence but unfortunately comes up short. While Green Day themselves have thus far managed to (arguably) beat the clock by showing well-timed streaks of inventiveness, in order for their live recordings to achieve the same feat it is essential that the same sense of bravado so pervasive on albums like American Idiot carry over to their shows as well. Unfortunately for now, just like in the case of 21st Century Breakdown (which a certain Adam Downer noted to contain a sound "rooted firmly in the 20th century" and "features few to no breakdowns"), Green Day have once again come up with an album whose title is simply false advertising."

http://www.sputnikmusic.com/review/42990/Green-Day-Awesome-As-Fuck/



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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

FIVE IN ONE WEEKEND

A weekend of clean, stain, polyurethane, paint and repeat. Dirty, boring and hot. I'm tired before I begin. More decisions are being made that only add to the cost of the bathroom renovation project. By next weekend I can no longer delay the inevitable and will be forced begin the process of taking out working fixtures, effectively putting the bathroom out of service, something else I dread.

But the weekend evenings are devoted to fun and relaxation with a series of concerts beginning Friday night and ending on Sunday at sunset.




First up was the Sex Pistols performing a show at the Lesser free Trade Hall on Manchester, UK on June 4, 1976. This was early in their career when they traveled outside London to spread the word of the changing winds of rock and roll. Good recording of this seminal movement.

From Clinton Heylin's book "Babylon's Burning, From Punk to Grunge”:

The Bands were less happy to discover that provincial punks thought spitting was a gesture of solidarity: 'obviously believing that [it] was the correct behavior at a Grundy rock-gig', as Silverton reported. At the Circus, Matlock told the crowd halfway through to stop gobbing, or they were leaving. It seemed to work for a while, but as he says, "Perhaps there'd been some kind of guidelines written in the music papers by then. If you're stuck in the provinces, what do you have to go on?'

Another writes:

Google the words "Sex Pistols Lesser Free Trade Hall 1976", or simply "4 June 1976", and you can use the resultant 22,600,000 pieces of information to piece together a crudely helpful history of a) Manchester music, b) the birth of indie music and c) the "greatest gig of all time" that "changed music forever". The fact that if you Google the additional words "swear I was there" you come across more details about that than the Sex Pistols' performance emphasizes the show's reputation. Not least because – and this has become an integral element in the ensuing mythologising of the gig – there weren't that many people who'd bought the 60p ticket, but thousands now claim they did. Those who like to nourish the legend favour an estimate of around 40; other less romantic minds suggest a number closer to 100.

I was there. I was a witness, although not enough of one to notice at the time that what was taking place was "history". I had no idea I would talk and write about the gig for what is turning out to be the rest of my life, finding new ways to point out that the evening was something of a revelation because it instantly suggested that a) there were other people interested in music who made you feel, think and want to do or be something radical or individual, b) you could make music without the usual support systems of London record companies, promoters and showbiz managers, and c) here was an exciting way to assassinate Emerson Lake and Palmer, who indifferently perpetuated various demoralising forms of alienation, elitism, pomposity and complacency.

I'd gone on my 19-year-old own. I'm not sure what I actually recall or what I filled in using data acquired later as the gig was talked up into legend. We, the yokel audience, were scruffy, isolated avant garde music fans motivated to constantly search out new music. Many audience members have since become well known. So well known it appears now that the show was attended by a host of rock celebrities – members of Joy Division, New Order, the Fall, the Smiths, A Certain Ratio, Ludus, Simply Red, Buzzcocks, Magazine, the producer Martin Hannett. It was, in fact, attended by unassuming nonentities drawn to the gig from within a 20-mile radius of Manchester city centre perhaps because they were extremely frustrated by their stranded nonentity status, and craving purpose

Read it all here:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2011/jun/14/sex-pistols-lesser-free-hall





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Next up this Friday night, before I was overcome with a need for sleep was Sid Vicious performing a show at Max's Kansas in New York City on September 7, 1978. This was the second set performed this evening.  He performed at this location several times in the late summer/early fall before his life completely unraveled leading to his eventual, some say inevitable death. A fairly good recording that I thoroughly enjoyed.

This is the review of the September 7 gig by Charles M Young, from Rolling Stone:

‘[T]he audience was primed and rowdy when Sid Vicious hit the stage. Backed by drummer Jerry Nolan and bassist Arthur Kane, both formerly of the New York Dolls, and guitarists Mick Jones of the Clash and Steve Dior of Nolans’ new band, the Idols, Vicious was resplendent in black leather and chains. His chest wasn’t shredded with red scars, nor were his arms covered with bandages, as they were on the Sex Pistols’ American tour. The thirty-five-minute set included such tunes as the Stooges’ “Search and Destroy” and Sinatra’s “My Way” (Sid’s current single). No longer playing bass, as he had with the Pistols, Vicious projected a slightly awe-struck air as he sang in the face of the frantically bouncing crowd, so that you wondered who was the audience and who was the performer. If Sid Vicious had not been Sid Vicious, the people would have given him the same treatment [a pelted barrage of crumpled menus] they gave [support band] Tracx. The difference was that Vicious has always insisted on his own talentlessness, presenting it as a challenge to anyone with a craving to be looked at onstage. If anyone wanted moves, they could watch Jones, who combined some interesting running around with inordinately sincere sweating. Nolan, Kane and Dior also played with phenomenal energy. For the perfect encore, Vicious sang the words to “Baby Take a Chance With Me” off a lyric sheet. The crowd cheered so long afterward that the security guards had to drag them out. It was a small glimpse of a grand farce that was the Pistols, reviving fond memories and making me wish I had memories of the Dolls to revive’

‘It just goes to prove what i’ve always believed. Rock’n'roll was dead as an art form because the poster boy couldn’t play a fucking note, which in a way was kinda perfect’ – Jimmy Zero, Dead Boy, from No One Is Innocent


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http://punkdaddy.wordpress.com/2011/07/18/sid-vicious-maxs-kansas-city










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Saturday night found me outside again, wondering when the neighbors were going to complain about the loud music going on well past midnight.  I popped in the CD and listened to an excellent soundboard recording of Billy Idol doing a show in Costa Mesa, CA in 1990. Billy got his start back in the days of 1976 when he and others in the "Bromley contingent" of musicians from the large suburban town in south east London formed a band that was inspired by the Sex Pistols and the fast evolving punk scene sweeping London at the time. Billy was originally invited to become part of Siousixe's band but dropped out within a week to become a member of another band, quickly rising to become its leading member. Great show not too far out from when he was a top performer on the charts.






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Wanting to try something different I pulled out a band who's albums I often listen to while driving on road trips, but not in concert format.  Here's an excellent FM Broadcast recording of Red Hot Chili Peppers performing live in Hamburg in April 24, 2006, one show on their  2006-2007 Stadium Arcadium concert tour in support of their album Stadium Arcadium.

Wikipedia describes them as:

Red Hot Chili Peppers are an American funk rock band, formed in Los Angeles, California, in 1983. The group's musical style fuses traditional funk with elements of other genres, including punk and psychedelic rock. The band consists of founding members, Michael "Flea" Balzary (bass) and Anthony Kiedis (vocals, alongside longtime drummer Chad Smith and guitarist Josh Klinghoffer.







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Similar to last weekend, after a day sweating on the bathroom project, I cleaned up and went to a westward overlook to watch the setting sun, while smoking a cigar and listening to Amy Winehouse.  This time it was Live at the Paradiso in Amsterdam on February 8, 2007.  This is a really good soundboard recording, its got that 60's motown vibe, nice horn section and the the sound is incredible.

Written by Chris DeLine on April 2, 2007 in New Music -

"One of the things that recently came to mind when considering the eventual lash-back surrounding British delight Amy Winehouse was the line “It’s only rock ‘n roll, but I like it.” After all, sure, it’s only post diva sophista-pop, but I like it. Hearing Amy’s throaty muck her way through the crowd banter from this show compared to her elegant, timeless voice is honestly stunning and something that I’m presuming is twice as shocking when hearing it live amidst a sea of fans watching her a half dozen or so cocktails into her set. I remember first watching the video for “Rehab” expecting something far from what I saw, and ultimately being disappointed by it. I wanted nothing more than to hate her story, her songs and her look but ultimately I found myself sympathetic to all of the above."

Read it here:http://www.culturebully.com/amy-winehouse-live-in-paradiso-amsterdam





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